Post by Geira Odinsdottir on Mar 3, 2018 1:17:20 GMT
It's one of my two times of the year where I live again and crawl from the depths of introvert hell to retake where I truly belong and thrive; that's right, con season.
I wasn't going to go, but being the responsible adult I am, I'm going to my spring con at the end of next month. That means I'll be crunching like hell, and when not doing cosplay things, I'll be finishing finals, or picking up as many extra work hours as possible for that good cash money. It's been good ya'll, but I'll be gone for a month and mayhaps a little after since I know me, and me will be v sick with post con bullshit.
So give me until mid April. Dragging my girls off, I might take time to right, but it'll be rare. Sorry <3
Katya and Geira are back into the muse basement, I'll be wefting wigs and getting hot glue burns, later--
I wasn't going to go, but being the responsible adult I am, I'm going to my spring con at the end of next month. That means I'll be crunching like hell, and when not doing cosplay things, I'll be finishing finals, or picking up as many extra work hours as possible for that good cash money. It's been good ya'll, but I'll be gone for a month and mayhaps a little after since I know me, and me will be v sick with post con bullshit.
So give me until mid April. Dragging my girls off, I might take time to right, but it'll be rare. Sorry <3
Katya and Geira are back into the muse basement, I'll be wefting wigs and getting hot glue burns, later--
